Last weekends riding in Moab gave a new meaning to “scraping pegs in the canyons”. I bottomed the bike out countless times on the various jumps, dips and rocks we encountered. My Twin Headlight Ernie skid plate did it’s job but the mounts were a mangled mess by the time I got home. Sheer luck that I didn’t snap a fastener in the block or worse. So I pulled that plate, put the stocker back on with new fasteners and ordered up a Black Dog $kid Plate. Expensive, but less than being stranded somewhere. As for GS’ing Moab: I’ve ridden there a bunch on pure dirt bikes but this was the first time on a big bike. I was amazed at how much fun riding I found. The GS won’t be doing Kane Creek or Pritchett but I got to see a whole other side of what’s out there and can’t wait to go back.